As I stayed buried deep in my books
You simply slipped away
I let you fall and crumble
Under the new memories in my brain
The library I thought that held it all
Books of life piled high upon the shelf
We're a sweet weight of fake felicity
I carried proudly above all else
Now I realize I was foolish for letting you
Fill with empty pages that library
Thinking you'd write a part of my life
From the pieces you took from me
Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
As I stayed buried deep in my books
You simply slipped away
I let you fall and crumble
Under the new memories in my brain
The library I thought that held it all
Books of life piled high upon the shelf
We're a sweet weight of fake felicity
I carried proudly above all else
Now I realize I was foolish for letting you
Fill with empty pages that library
Thinking you'd write a part of my life
From the pieces you took from me
I collaborated with Mike Hauser for this poem. You can see the original version, it's called Untitled and isn't very good. Check out Mike's poems, they're amazing!
